Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4 Drinks, artist - Jordan Solomon.
Date of issue: 03.09.2017
Song language: English
4 Drinks |
Phantum been the plug |
Yaya, ay yeah |
Less talk and more action |
More presence, less back then |
More now and less past tense |
Old friends and moved past them |
Less frowns and more laughin' |
You just wanna get a reaction |
Outta me, but I’m way too grown up |
This too deep, they could never know us |
Call my line but I still don’t show up |
I was young but girl, I got older |
Pressure shift from you to my shoulders |
Open arms but ain’t go no closure |
Summer love but stay till October |
I need you a little bit closer |
We gotta move a little bit slower |
4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober |
I think you stuck in my system |
Distance can not make us distant |
I feel your energy driftin' |
Closer, I don’t want resistance |
You had a chance but you missed it |
Wanna talk but you won’t listen |
Drinkin', I twist it, don’t get it twisted |
I broke some hearts and don’t think I can fix it |
Yaya, yo |
And I need it all when I come through |
Touch you, love you, I’m the one you run to |
What happened when I leave and I’m not there? |
In too deep, I don’t know how we got here |
Never do I sleep, I been workin', workin' all year (yeah) |
Stackin' up the money and I never got too much |
Can’t say I changed since I blew up |
Friends from the past still act like they knew us |
Been stayin' low-key location, don’t move much |
Somethin' that you can believe in |
The peace help you fight off the demons |
Lookin' back at you, the mirror’s revealin' |
I think I know how you feelin' |
You set the bar and I’m pushed to the ceilin' |
Call my line but I still don’t show up |
I was young but girl, I got older |
Pressure shift from you to my shoulders |
Open arms but ain’t go no closure |
Summer love but stay till October |
I need you a little bit closer |
We gotta move a little bit slower |
4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober |
So take me to heaven |
God watchin' over me, sendin' those blessin’s |
Learned a lot from me but won’t give me credit |
Hold down together, ain’t doubt for a second |
We gotta link up so I can confess it |
Life is too good to push me to depression |
Turn back the clock to when I was a freshman |
I was so innocent, in the mix, hair brown and skin look like cinnamon |
And these days, I been lovin' you, fuckin' you, cuffin' you, comin' through, |
runnin' through all of these hoes |
If I’m too direct then girl let me know |
Don’t look like before, that’s a hell of a glow, whoa |
Before I could drive, I would walk through the snow |
Now you know it’s been Solo, oh |
And I, I can’t think of how I ever missed us |
Why they ever switched up |
Why you never pick up |
When I needed you the most |
I would never know |
I need you a little bit closer |
We gotta move a little bit slower |
4 drinks but I swear I’m still sober |